Here you see one of the items on my birthday wishlist: a Le Creuset Casserole Dish
And this is the Maxwell & Williams version I received, which all seemed well and good.
Only when I went to christen it this afternoon (to make Bill Granger's zucchini & tomato baked risotto), this is what happened:
Yes, that's right. It exploded!!
Mere seconds after I was idly thinking as I stirred away at my onion, extra-virgin olive oil and salt, I wonder if I should have checked instructions on the box to see if it's okay to cook with this pot on the stove-top? ... Nah. It'll be right!
Then bang! I screamed and jumped.
Oh and there was a warning on the box.
Can't you see it? Oh that would be because it's written in extremely small letters.
So I can't ring up and demand a replacement. And just as well I checked because who wants to be called an idiot for not knowing the difference between how you cook with cast iron products and how you cook with stoneware? Not me. I feel like the person in that I.T. joke.
And also very fucking pissed off.
Very silly mother
1 day ago